oh yeah, almost forgot, i don't own these characters in my Dead Flowers fic, okay? They belong to S.E. Hinton
Also: much thanks to Deadly Wisteria for giving me my first review and some really great ideas
y'all should follow DW's example (or rebel against all the people who aren't reviewing.)
(either/or.)
And on with the fic:
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So now I'm confused, don't know what to do next, got Cathy all shooken up...life just keeps getting better and better don't ya think?
That whole thing with Cathy...man. I ain't saying I want her back her anything. I mean, she's going out with Curis, and they're perfect for each other. Like she'd ever take me back anyways. Ha. Ha-ha-ha. That's not what's going on. That's not what's going on okay? It's just that we ended things on rough terms and we need to straighten things out and then maygbe we can become friends.
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That night, after a little while, Cathy told me she was tired and that we could talk more some other time. I wanted to tell her to stay. I wanted to talk then. There were so many words I hadn't spoken yet. But then again, she was handling this pretty rough. Not that she shouldn't be, I mean, we were really digging each other and then I just pushed her aside. I didn't say anything to her for months. I'm just glad she didn't throw something at as soon as she saw me.
She left me, there, watching the curtain sway in the slight breeze. I sat down against a tree and lit a cigarette, but put it out. I'm not sure why, but I just didn't feel like smoking right then. I just wanted to think. Weird huh? That's all I've done for so long, but now I had something new to think about, a new situation I had to deal with.
I had to take things slow. I couldn't expect us to be tight (you know, like friends and all) just like that.
And I have to be careful about Ponyboy. He might think...and then he might...well I just have to be careful.
Right then I decided, I just needed to get some sleep. I had school in the morning. And work afterwards. Jerking myself up and towards my car, I imitated Cathy's yawn while saying, "Should've left."
Then I drove home and went to sleep in my bed across from Mark's.
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P.S. You'll have to wait to see the fruit of your works, Deadly =)
Ideas will be incorporated later probably
Also: much thanks to Deadly Wisteria for giving me my first review and some really great ideas
y'all should follow DW's example (or rebel against all the people who aren't reviewing.)
(either/or.)
And on with the fic:
_____________________________________________________________________________________
So now I'm confused, don't know what to do next, got Cathy all shooken up...life just keeps getting better and better don't ya think?
That whole thing with Cathy...man. I ain't saying I want her back her anything. I mean, she's going out with Curis, and they're perfect for each other. Like she'd ever take me back anyways. Ha. Ha-ha-ha. That's not what's going on. That's not what's going on okay? It's just that we ended things on rough terms and we need to straighten things out and then maygbe we can become friends.
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That night, after a little while, Cathy told me she was tired and that we could talk more some other time. I wanted to tell her to stay. I wanted to talk then. There were so many words I hadn't spoken yet. But then again, she was handling this pretty rough. Not that she shouldn't be, I mean, we were really digging each other and then I just pushed her aside. I didn't say anything to her for months. I'm just glad she didn't throw something at as soon as she saw me.
She left me, there, watching the curtain sway in the slight breeze. I sat down against a tree and lit a cigarette, but put it out. I'm not sure why, but I just didn't feel like smoking right then. I just wanted to think. Weird huh? That's all I've done for so long, but now I had something new to think about, a new situation I had to deal with.
I had to take things slow. I couldn't expect us to be tight (you know, like friends and all) just like that.
And I have to be careful about Ponyboy. He might think...and then he might...well I just have to be careful.
Right then I decided, I just needed to get some sleep. I had school in the morning. And work afterwards. Jerking myself up and towards my car, I imitated Cathy's yawn while saying, "Should've left."
Then I drove home and went to sleep in my bed across from Mark's.
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P.S. You'll have to wait to see the fruit of your works, Deadly =)
Ideas will be incorporated later probably